</>The Young Couple
The small thatched house
The green front fields
The cool small stream
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Indian life is realistically pictured here. Life looks glamorous in the beginning years but gradually becomes pale and mechanical as the whole day one has to struggle to earn his livelihood.Nice theme.I give 10++++ for this.
A good poem I second Poet Sandra’s comments Voted 10 Ms. Nivedita UK
nice write indeed sir.. liked it very much... great one to relax my mind from all the complications of modern world and ahhh! ! YES the studies. thanks for this one
They lost the day They lost the night They can`t find The only day and night...so the endless plight and life cycle goes on. if leasurely used then ur luck or spent aimlessly then also your luck....but once lost can't be recovered. beautifully interwoven.....10
a beautifull leisurely life it was once.beautifully told. posted 10 love®ards surya
Very nice. That is the cycle of life, some days are lost.
Very poignant. Life is a mixture of sunshine and sorrow.10, for you. Warm regards, Sandra
you have your way of words, so lovely and gentle to read. Nice work!
Beautiful poems, well written...10 for this... Thanks for the kind commen... Best wishes, Tsira
well versed and good deliverance about life..good write.. Ency Bearis
yes it reality of the life, enjoye us by writin this lovely poems
Agreat write Vinoduk...well done you...thanks for sharing this and a merry Christmas to you
I needed to read this again.. my feelings are that you might refer to the simple life humans had before, as time runs, civilization, science advance but to the detriment of ' US '. Then we have to work so much that we forget the meaning of day and night.. we loose the happy days and nights that you described at the start of this lovely poem. Could we call this progress? ! ? hmm... Thank you for share,10